Tryst with Tiramisu

'Yeah, it's good! But it's raining!' I said. 'You should relish Europe as much as you can.' He replied. Relish; that one word suddenly triggered my usual midnight hunger pangs. I sneaked down the elevator to the hotel lobby towards the restaurant, where the mid aged bespectacled waiter, already laying the tables for tomorrow's breakfast spread, informed … Continue reading Tryst with Tiramisu